MANAN TS :WILL NEVER LET YOU GO (POST ALZHEIMER) PART 2A UPDATED 27/12

PART 2 A

He snuggled more into me and I tightened my grip, pressing myself against his hard torso. "aahh!" I shrieked as Manik grabbed my waist, digging his nails in my flesh.

I tilted my head backwards registering the sudden surge of pain and pleasure within. Manik dipped down and started brushing his lips at my collarbone, gliding his nose by my jaw line and my breath hitched.

My inhibitions weakened and for support fisted his hairs, all the while questioning if I should be pulling him more towards myself or pushing off. Whether he'll remember it in the morning or not.

Such a dilemma...

We sat there on the bed, probably in one of the most awkward sitting posture, me sitting with my head bent backwards and his legs locking me in. While his head well hidden in my tresses. As if shoving off even the negligible distance or to make sure of my presence, Manik kept on clutching my curve firmly and kissing my nape ferociously.

"bolo kahan gayi thi tum, nahi jaogi na ab, mujhe chorke. Bolo."he mumbled against my skin. I could sense his anxiety in that exhausted tone.

"nahh...umm...kabhi nai.." I managed to whisper in a broken speech owing to our proximity. I know he needs me more than the pills itself as we both are like those two carom pieces, if you hit the queen, you'll have to hit the cover as well. But failing to get the cover brings back the queen. I'll get my Manik back, no matter what.

"Nandu, where are you lost.talk to me na..btw you not even complained about...THE NOTES GOING HIGH...han.."Manik pointed out smirking and nuzzling more into the crook.

"Maanikkk..."

"hmm..."

"who am i?" i asked still unsure if it was all actually happening. Whether i was dreaming these past five days, where he was oblivious to my existence or now. My firefly calling me, kissing me.Nandu, his star he calls me, to shine in the darkness he hates, not hate but scared off though wont admit.

"arey, you hit your head or what?" Manik asked mockingly rubbing my head and all I could do was punch his gut for the show of guts. "acha, now that you have asked..."he continued straightening himself and looking into my eyes intently.

"you know usually girls dream of having a Knight and shining armour but i don't feel less manly to pronounce that i have one.so miss Nandini Murthy you're my personal knight...my angel, my...tum samajh rahi ho na..."Manik stretched his description and in one swift move i found myself underneath him, lying on my back, while he was hovering over me.

I was busy trying to jot down the symptoms and draw a conclusion as to notify doctor. Whereas, my baby! Was busy nibbling, licking and munching on my and nape making thinking all the more impossible for me.

Flapping my hands on his shoulders to stop his tortures and drawing his attention, I tried asking, "Manik..Do you.." but how can this man child of mine give in. "now, what Nandu?" he has to complain as he was so deeply engrossed in his favourite chore and was disrupted mid way.

"Manik...DO YOU THINK THERE CAN BE A TIME OR HOUR WHEN YOU WON'T RECOGNISE YOUR NANDU???"